Northern Rock: 15 track album

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    17. Turn Your Nose Up alternate version
    18. The Bottom Line alternate version
    19. Worthless alternate version
    20 .Mr Bag

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    1. Introduction by Tony Robinson
    2. Turn Your Nose Up
    3. Party Hard Super Saxed
    4. Party Hard Space Rave
    5. Sculpted To Entice riff discussion
    6. Blue Space loom mix
    7. Mr. Nobody acoustic
    8. The Bottom Line Director's Cut (continues after Archie gets kicked out of the studio.)
    9. Bite The Hand alternate version
    10. The Genesis of Bite The Hand - the actual moment this song took shape, recorded for posterity.
    11. Bite The Hand - where did the intro come from?
    12. Developing The Wasting
    13. The Wasting discussion
    14. Broke and Broken experiment
    15. A Loan Tonight jam
    16. A Loan Tonight chat
    17. Looking Through Different Eyes acoustic
    18. Rapacity development
    19. Rapacity discussion
    20. Slash

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A 15 track, 1 hour, funk, punk, rock 'n' roll album which tells the story of one banker during the credit crunch and ensuing recession.

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released February 15, 2014

All music and lyrics by The Red Pills
Produced by Nick Shakhlevich

Vox - Captain Mayhem
Guitar - Major Two Scoops
Bass - Colonel D. Bugger
Drums - General Ignorance

Vox on track 12. Backing vox on tracks 2 & 3 - Kat Swift
Additional vox on track 15 - Miranda Arieh
Keys on tracks 2 & 8 - Paul Austwick
Hurdy Gurdy on tracks 10 & 15 - Rory Scammell
Sax on tracks 2, 4, 7, 15 - Ian Douglas

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The Red Pills took their name from the 1999 movie 'The Matrix.' In one scene, Keanu Reeves' character 'Neo' is presented with a choice of pills to ingest; a red pill or a blue pill. Each is a metaphor - taking the blue pill will allow Neo to continue to live a cosy, comfortable lie. Taking the red pill will allow him to wake up to the truth. ... more

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Track Name: Turn Your Nose Up
Walk on by – no sacrifice, success-obsessed, it’s a new life
Ignore the weak, the rags beneath, blind eyes pass by such poverty

As rain descends it’s evident, the huddled ones he cannot sense
Are resigned to their decline, their pleading gaze – a hefty price

TURN YOUR NOSE UP (NEVER COUGH UP)
YOU WON’T CROSS THE LINE
TURN YOUR NOSE UP (PICK YOUR PACE UP)
OHH IT’S US AND THEM – ALL RIGHT?

Drive on by – dehumanise, this cure assures, a settled mind
No charity - a dead belief; his avarice has split the streets

He turns a cheek, reflections streak, reminders in, periphery
How to soothe a moral feud? Dismissively, turn on the news

TURN YOUR NOSE UP (NEVER COUGH UP)
YOU WON’T CROSS THE LINE
TURN YOUR NOSE UP (PICK YOUR PACE UP)
OHH IT’S US AND THEM – ALL RIGHT?

TURN, TURN, TURN YOUR NOSE UP x3
THEY SCRAPE A LIFE WHILE YOUR FINGERS CLOSE UP
Track Name: Party Hard
Got the motor, got the diamond rings
Shot himself up on adrenaline
He’s got notions of debauchery
Out for action, on a sleazy spree

PARTY HARD, PARTY HARD (X3)
ALL GOES ON HIS CREDIT CARD

Tray of shots the, aftershocks are free
Social circle, dancing sexily
Moving in on willing secretaries
Status makes them weaker at the knees

PARTY HARD, PARTY HARD (X3)
ALL GOES ON HIS CREDIT CARD

They take sips of something green again
He suggests tonight she brings a friend
Storm his penthouse, get real close and then
They show him they’re not so innocent

Sooooooooooo
PARTY HARD, PARTY HARD (X7)
THEIR EYES ON HIS CREDIT CARD

PARTY, PARTY HARD (TO FINISH)
Track Name: This Is The Life
Pina Coladas on the tropical sand
I’ve torn up all my final demands
Out of the red and into the black
Feeling good and not looking back

THIS IS THE LIFE, THIS IS THE LIFE
LIVING EACH MOMENT LIKE IT’S THE LAST
THIS IS THE LIFE, THIS IS THE LIFE
KEEP YOUR FINGERS OFF MY STASH

I eat my meals in a bar by the sea
I’m way too good for your company
So much dust on my cinema screen
Cos I pay the maid to go down on me

THIS IS THE LIFE, THIS IS THE LIFE
LIVING EACH MOMENT LIKE IT’S THE LAST
THIS IS THE LIFE, THIS IS THE LIFE
KEEP YOUR FINGERS OFF MY STASH

THIS IS THE LIFE, THIS IS THE LIFE
I’M FAR TOO LOADED TO BE CIVILISED
THIS IS THE LIFE, THIS IS THE LIFE
I’VE BECOME A GOD IN MY OWN MIND

God in my own x3
God in my own mind
Track Name: Sculpted To Entice
For our protagonists, here’s a tale of investment
Drawing certain parallels with the Old Testament
Neither biased, nor pious it simply sits
As a warning to those who would spurn stirring gifts

The lady of the piece offers ripe temptation
While engorged, he revels in gluttony
All taken gladly and without reservation
Lust’s fleeting yet gentle, to gushing relief

THERE IS A PRICE WHEN YOU’RE SCULPTED TO ENTICE
THERE IS A PRICE IN NOURISHMENT’S GASP
TRANQUILISED BUT MEMORIES LIE
AND CERTIFY NOSTALGIC LAPSE

A fertile advance, comely, ensnaring
Security beckons, seizing non-toxic assets
Escape bruised history; horizontally repairing
Symbiotic and at it like rabbits

THERE IS A PRICE WHEN YOU’RE READILY ENTICED
THERE IS A PRICE IN STARVING CONQUESTS
ON STRAYING LIPS, REASSURANCE BELIES
HIS HABITUAL UNDRESS

This is not love, an affair of convenience
Satisfied by delicate, insubstantial truth
Staying together in comforting sustenance
Each conditions such compelling subterfuge…

This is not love (not love) x3
Convenience!
Track Name: Blue Space
Crush the spirit with officious gimmicks
Pray to your leaders for blessing and merit
Contact broken is dull placation
A fuzzy meaningless nothing workstation

There is safety in anonymity
Neuter all bonding capacity
Banned in favour of efficiency
Evolution sacrifices intimacy

BLUE SPACE – FILLS OUR VISION
BLUE SPACE – TOTAL INHIBITION
BLUE SPACE – KILLS INTERACTION
BLUE SPACE – SOCIAL PUTREFACTION

Vocal castration brings atmosphere death
Dissent subdued, a purge on outlets
Digression’s refuge, internalised fight
Distance and obstacles sanitised

Spark disconnected, at your behest
Divide and conquer, your proud epithet
Caging all lions, resigned to the circus
Friendship does not sell, hence it is surplus

BLUE SPACE – FILLS OUR VISION
BLUE SPACE – TOTAL INHIBITION
BLUE SPACE – KILLS INTERACTION
BLUE SPACE – SOCIAL PUTREFACTION

Control. Control. Control. Control.
A prisoner speaks out of line – no parole
Control. Control. Control. Control.
Remote ignorance to stifle our souls

These blue boards, a metaphor
Absence of life, dying inside
Track Name: Mr. Nobody
It’s just a day, in the life, of Mr. Nobody
Dragged from cherished slumber into bleary-eyed routine
Eats his cereal and drinks a cup of tea
Dons a suit and tie and shaves half-heartedly

MR. NOBODY x3

It’s just a day, in the life, of Mr. Nobody
Contemplate this isolation oh so wearily
In a dreary office is the stark reality
In this life he chose to dream of prosperity

MR. NOBODY x3

Fear for Mr. Nobody
Asset of the company
Trapped in this wage slavery
Losing his humanity

It’s just a day, in the life, of Mr. Nobody
Half past five arrives and the traffic is obscene
He’ll curl up in an armchair and watch the TV
Til eleven o’ clock, when it’s time to go to sleep

TIME TO GO TO SLEEP x3

Time. To go. To sleep.
Track Name: The Bottom Line
Archie Warner: “Good evening. The news tonight… Proletarian uprising! Two million people march on Downing Street:
If anyone thought that the British were an apathetic race, they can think again - effigies of Brown, Darling, Cameron and Osborn defaced and burned. The masses are angry; angry at the wilful neglect and irreverent attitude of the city slickers and the failure of the government to deal with their selfish excesses, angry at the corruption in the ranks of their elected representatives, and angry that their collective voice is being heedlessly ignored. Here’s Harry Johnson at the site of the disturbance…”

Harry Johnson: “Thank you Archie, The Prime Minister…” (is interrupted)
Protester: “GIMME THAT MIC…” Protester sings:

Don’t bore me with your, rigid rhetoric
Heard it before I’ve, had enough of it
“Must try harder, must do better”
Must sacrifice who you are forever

Eyes and ears of, company reproach
Utter conformist, her being devotes
“Break the will of the daring dreamer”
Break corporate guidelines, and you’re a sinner

THE BOTTOM LINE IS, THE BOTTOM LINE IS
THE BOTTOM LINE IS, THEY THINK THEY OWN US
THE BOTTOM LINE IS, THE BOTTOM LINE IS,
THAT PROFIT IS THE HOLY FOCUS

Vapid decisions, taken by bigots
Insidious and ill-considered
“Here are your figures, now have a nice day”
Here is your soul – trapped, eroded, enslaved

Your rules dictated by high positions
Self-righteous blowhards piss on your wisdom
An institutionalised piston
Escape their machine and change the system *

THE BOTTOM LINE IS, THE BOTTOM LINE IS
THE BOTTOM LINE IS, THEY THINK THEY OWN US
THE BOTTOM LINE IS, THE BOTTOM LINE IS,
THAT PROFIT IS THE HOLY FOCUS
THE BOTTOM LINE IS, THE BOTTOM LINE IS
THE BOTTOM LINE IS, IF THEY COULD CLONE US
FROM ARCHETYPES THEY, WOULD CREATE LIFE ON,
ASSEMBLY LINES, TO CHARM SHAREHOLDERS

Protester: “You see what they’ve done? This int fair. We pay our taxes and our taxes are used to bail out people who’ve got more money than sense. These greasy crooks have gambled with our very livelihoods and lost. It’s time for them to pay up, time for them to sell their flash cars and their plush penthouse apartments. Time for them to sell, even the extravagant and unnecessary suits from their backs. Every. Single. Ill-gotten gain should be auctioned off in order to sort. This. Mess. Out!

Harry Johnson: “Ahem. Back to you Archie, in the studio”

Shouting, arguing, voices raised in dissent…
Archie Warner: “Well that young man’s given me an idea. I’ve had enough of this desk job. Ohh I’ve had enough. Ohh, look at this – I’m dancing, I’m dancing on the desk, I’m dancing on the desk. Never mind that! You get on with your job. I’m leaving. No, no, no, no, no, I will not calm down. I am inspired. Inspired to join the revolution. You can stick your autocue up your a___.
Track Name: Not A Number
I am a number, in your eyes
A statistic to be analysed
I am a digit, in your mind
Characteristics to be utilised

I’M NOT A NUMBER, I AM A FREE MAN
I’M NOT A PRISONER STUCK IN A MACHINE AND
I’M NOT A CIPHER, TREAT ME LIKE A HUMAN
I’M NOT A NUMBER, I AM A FREE MAN

I am a number, in your eyes
All my glories are classified
I am a figure, in your mind
Aberrant element to be rationalised

Chaotic, erratic - I refuse to live on automatic
I’M NOT A NUMBER, I AM A FREE MAN
Erratic, chaotic - I cannot be defined by logic

Piss off and leave me alone
I’ve got something that you don’t own
Fuck off and leave me alone
I’ve got something that you don’t own
I’M NOT A PRISONER STUCK IN A MACHINE AND
I’M NOT A CIPHER, TREAT ME LIKE A HUMAN
Fortean flicker, brings anarchy with vigour
With absence of order, designations aren’t important

I’M NOT A CIPHER
I’M NOT A NUMBER
I’M NOT A LIFER
I’M NOT AN UNDERLING
FOR ALL YOU’RE PREDICTING
YOU’LL NEVER CODIFY
WHAT GOES ON BEHIND
THESE EYES
Track Name: Bite The Hand
The glove it holds your grain, all
Drugged to make you safe, in
The vicious circle, Queen
Anaesthetises workers
In a financial regime, one
Eye on your pension scheme, through
Hand-outs you’re appeased, but
A screaming conscience grieves

SO I URGE YOU ALL, TO BITE THE HAND
STICK TWO UP AT THE MONEY MAN
BITE THE HAND, BITE THE HAND
BITE THE HAND… THAT FEEDS

An acid is contained, will
Placidly refrains, from
Joining power in a sentence
Purgatory is your penance
If you stay inert, no
Wrath will be incurred
Silence buys a month’s existence
Your pay cheque is assured

SO I URGE YOU ALL TO BITE THE HAND
STICK TWO UP AT THE MONEY MAN
BITE THE HAND, BITE THE HAND
BITE THE HAND… THAT FEEDS

They can treat you like shit and you won’t quit because you need
A comfort blanket to protect you from the streets
They can treat you like shit and you won’t quit because you need
A comfort blanket to protect you, hey it’s kept you from the streets

SO I URGE YOU ALL TO BITE THE HAND
STICK TWO UP AT THE MONEY MAN
BITE THE HAND, BITE THE HAND
BITE THE HAND… THAT FEEDS
Track Name: The Wasting
Being whittled away; a curious feeling, last of the recruits
All fortune stale, desire peeling from a rotten fruit
These blockades prevent us leaving, how very astute
Forced our hand by quiet scheming holding ill repute

THIS IS THE WASTING – SO MUCH POTENTIAL SPOILED
THIS IS THE WASTING – A MOTIVATIONLESS RECOIL
THIS IS THE WASTING – IN A WINTRY SOLITUDE
THIS MIND IS RACING – DOWN RESTRICTED AVENUES

Day to day the same old problem, boredom – it repeats
It’s a plague; encroaching symptoms worsen by the week
Patience pays but this position’s short on guarantees
Under sway and held to ransom – personal defeat

THIS IS THE WASTING – SO MUCH POTENTIAL SPOILED
THIS IS THE WASTING – A MOTIVATIONLESS RECOIL
THIS IS THE WASTING – WEARIED BY RECURRING FUGUE
THIS MIND IS FACING – YEARS OF VACANT SERVITUDE

Warning signs, from on high
Wait in line, paralysed
Wasting time, wasting time
Wasting yours, wasting mine
Warning signs, from on high
Wait in line, sodomised
Wasting lives, wasting lives
Wasting yours, wasting mine

(Repeat and fade)
Track Name: Five Grand To Fuck Off
Six months ago I was secure, didn’t enjoy but I endured
One fateful day in August, got told I was surplus!
Brought about mixed emotions, feelings of desertion
How dare they do this to me - What. A. Cheek!

FIVE GRAND, TO FUCK OFF
THEY OFFERED FIVE, GRAND, TO FUCK OFF
IT’S ONLY FIVE, GRAND, TO FUCK OFF
NO SUBSTITUTE FOR A JOB!

Pressure weighing heavy on me, just a one-click release
Enticed by dangling freedom - Future. Un. Certain!
Sounds like a lot of money five grand, but employment’s scarce in England
When you’re on the dole well it won’t last - Pockets. Full of. Ballast!

FIVE GRAND, TO FUCK OFF
THEY OFFERED FIVE, GRAND, TO FUCK OFF
IT’S ONLY FIVE, GRAND, TO FUCK OFF
NO SUBSTITUTE FOR A JOB!

“This is a one-time offer, it’s purely confidential
£500 as a ‘sweetener’, I’ll put it on the table
You must not discuss this, with any of your colleagues
If you do, it’s forfeit - You’ll be. Dis. Missed!

FIVE GRAND, TO FUCK OFF
THEY OFFERED FIVE, GRAND, TO FUCK OFF
IT’S ONLY FIVE, GRAND, TO FUCK OFF
NO SUBSTITUTE FOR A JOB!

FIVE GRAND, TO FUCK OFF
THEY OFFERED FIVE, GRAND, TO FUCK OFF
IT’S ONLY FIVE, GRAND, TO FUCK OFF
IT’S ONLY FIVE GRAND, FIVE GRAND
Track Name: Broke And Broken
I’m sure your rationale for leaving
Is that my wealth is decreasing
Grafted for a life of bliss
You spent it all on pointless shit
Won’t become you to survive
A shameless scheme I could contrive:
Consolidate this union’s debt
And find a trusting bachelorette

YOU GOT YOUR CLAWS INTO ME
YOU PAID FOR PROMISCUITY
I THOUGHT IT MADE YOU HAPPY
BROKE AND BROKEN, BROKE AND BROKEN

Mate with many parasites
Mock the comfort I provide
It’s bought and kept and wept disguised
Always bridesmaid, never bride
Send me for a shopping fix
Slip twixt double D cup and lips
For linen’s perfumed evidence
There is no shallow recompense

YOU NEVER CARED MUCH FOR ME
EXPRESSED MY LOVE SEXUALLY
MY BUT YOU ‘LOVED’ SO MANY
YOUR DECEPTION’S, RAPED AFFECTION

YOU TOOK ADVANTAGE OF ME (BOTH)
MATERIAL MERCENARY
NICE LINE IN SANCTIMONY
BROKE AND BROKEN, HERE’S HOPING
Track Name: A Loan Tonight
With his income stymied
Deals to fill his wallet
Solvent for a time just
Don’t ask where he got it

Not long ago – he snorted coke to stroke counterfeit bonds

LOOK FOR BAILOUT FUNDS
HE’S FOUND A LOAN TONIGHT
NOW HE’S ON THE RUN
FROM CREDITORS WITH GUNS

Stripped of all possessions
Stumbling in fatigue
Dripping wet and breathless
Ruined by the city

Bonds that broke – oh he should have known and exercised his share options

LOOK FOR BAILOUT FUNDS
HE’S FOUND A LOAN TONIGHT
NOW HE’S ON THE RUN
FROM CREDITORS WITH GUNS

Borrow, borrow, borrow and borrow x3
Borrow more than you’ll earn tomorrow
Borrow, borrow, borrow and borrow x3
Borrow more than you’ll earn tomorrow

To the ruthless beholden
But finally comprehending
A draining microcosm
Of unscrupulous lending
Borrow borrow, borrow, borrow and borrow
Borrow more than you’ll earn tomorrow
Track Name: Looking Through Different Eyes
Fate has led me here
So desolate inside
The life I once revered
Is a life I now revile

In opulence we trust
But its pursuit corrupts
Eviscerates my love
I’m wrapped in self-disgust

LOOKING THROUGH DIFFERENT EYES x3

What have I become?
Loss and guilt entwined
Unravelling, undone
A rift across my mind

Peer between the cracks
While voices sear the depths
Scared to interact
Wish I’d kept my friends

LOOKING THROUGH DIFFERENT EYES x3

Somewhere in here, there are fragments of self
Waiting to get out, waiting to get out x3
Somewhere in here, there are fragments of self, Waiting to get out, who will I be tomorrow now?

LOOKING THROUGH DIFFERENT EYES x6
Track Name: Worthless
Walked on, drove on, blind to those beneath
Sold my, soul for, material beliefs
And I was someone, whose ego scaled the ladder
The golden boy, now forgotten by his masters
Wealth, as mud, has buried me
A landslide into bankruptcy

THIS IS THE END
I’M LOSING EVERYTHING
THIS IS THE E-E-END
ALL MY AVARICE COULD BRING

Chewed up, spat out, here is irony
Washed up, wasted, karma’s come for me
And I am nothing, the merest shadow
A polar vagrancy that chills the marrow
Bones, as lead, veins, as ice
Counterpoint to paradise

THIS IS THE END
I’M LOSING EVERYTHING
THIS IS THE E-E-END
ALL MY AVARICE COULD BRING

She came to me at my lowest ebb
No longer had I strength to beg
I’m derelict, of little worth
But still she reached into her purse
No meagre coin enlivened me
But slender fingers held a key

“Take this, make yourself at home
You don’t have to fight this on your own
It won’t be easy, but I’ve seen
People defy their misery”

In perfect awe, a hopeful shudder
Here’s redemption held in wonder
I wept upon her charity
A flood of tears in sweet relief

I have a chance, to shake my past
For which I can never repay her
A second chance, a different path
The kindness of a stranger

I have a chance to shake my past
I have a chance, a different path
I have a chance to shake my past
I have a chance I have a chance I x4
I have a chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaance!